|Viviana Leonhardt had heard the stories of Kayneth Archibald el-Melloid, but she had not met him yet. She had heard stories on how he had once won fifty women's hearts in a single day, only to turn them all down. Another story she had heard was about how he once defeated two hundred other Magi in a tournament. She expected him to be a young man, very handsome and powerful. She carefully pulled the red suit's coat over her white undershirt. She wore a bra a few sizes too small to make sure her breasts did not show, though she didn't have much of a bosom. |
Viviana's tiny hands buttoned all four of the golden buttons on her jacket as she pulled out the green jeweled cravat pin. Much like an emerald, the green gem sparkled. It was one of a kind, found deep within the North. She adjusted the cuffs on her jacket, buttoning them as she saw fit. For the final step in preparation, Viviana tied her hair back. With her hair back, she could easily pass as a male. This was her main trait, which she both coveted and abhored. She stood tall and cleared her throat. She sounded so much like her sister Arturia that you could tell they were siblings. Of course, you'd have to know their gender to determine if they were brother-sister, sister-sister, or brother-brother.
The official "greeter" of the Leonhardt family had to meet the advisor, who spoke on behalf of the East's Queen who could not travel as much as she wanted (or needed) to, exceptionally early. He would arrive an hour in advance, just to see the sights apparently. And so, Viviana had to be there two hours early. To be honest, Viviana was nervous. No, there was no word that could describe how much her knees were shaking inside. However, she had to keep up a good composure in front of Kayneth. The stronger she appeared, the more respect she would recieve and the more lenient Kayneth would be on whatever deal was going to be discussed.
Viviana tried not to think "What would Arturia do?" for this. It was hard, but she needed to act on what she felt was right. Thankfully, she wasn't the one meeting with Kayneth, just greeting him. The hallways grew taller and taller, and she felt smaller and smaller. And then, the large stone doors that led to the outside bridge opened. She cleared her throat and stepped into the shaded awning. Thankfully, it wasn't a hot day. She waited for an hour and a half for Kayneth. She stood there, waiting on the Advisor to arrive. She had to stand still. She could not fidget, as doing so would show weakness, and she had no idea how Kayneth would show up.
And then, he appeared over the horizon. A man in a blue coat with blond hair... with someone behind him. The masculine figure behind Kayneth appeared to be carrying two... sticks. They could be lances, but she could not tell from the distance. It took the two a few minutes to reach the bridge. In that time, Viviana could make more and more out about the figure behind Kayneth. He wore a green jumpsuit that was more akin to armor than spandex. And his two sticks were indeed lances, wound in purple cloth. However, it was not his two lances that caught her eye.
He was beautiful. Not Kayneth, the guy behind him. Kayneth was a bit older than the stories told, but he was still good-looking, just not Viviana's type. But the guy behind him. He was stunning. His slightly-tanned skin and black hair made him all the more gorgeous. And it was all Viviana could do to not look at the mole under his eye. She avoided blushing, and bowed to Kayneth to break her eye contact. He introduced himself, which confirmed her knowledge on him (except for how old he looked).